Loud music, flickering lights and energetic youths, every ingredient of the perfect recipe for a disaster was clouding Jason's mind, his enthusiasm flooded with the abundance of like-minded people. In his combined life as a human and a sired vampire, he never experienced the liberty to express his emotions, let alone embracing his sexual orientation. He completely disregarded Mathew's presence and blended in with the crowd, singing and dancing freely. On the other hand, Mathew finally felt true happiness, all thanks to the mate-bond, tasting the blessing of Heaven.

Soon enough, Jason's real identity kicked in, he started eyeing his possible prey, hungry to sink his fangs in pulsating warmth.


'Gin Rickey on-the-rocks, please."

Mathew's attention slipped for a second for some drink, and an excruciating scream slithered in his ears despite the loud music.

'Shoot!"


He rushed to the corner and saw Jason feasting on a middle-aged man, that poor lad was yelping in pain.

'Leave him, Jason."


Liam popped out of the ground and pulled Jason away, handing him to his mate.

'Sire sent me to keep an eye on you. I'll take care of this mess, enjoy yourselves."

Mathew dragged Jason out of the crowd and yelled at him.

'Are you nuts? Why did you attack a human?"

But all his questions died down in his mind when he jumped on him, wrapping his legs around his waist.

'You are so handsome, Matty. Anger suits on you."

He nuzzled his neck, Jason's trembling whispers sending tingles down his spine.

'Jay?"

Sparks erupted through their skin ship, Mathew balanced Jason in his arms and looked around for an answer.

'Sired ones can get drunk if their prey has alcohol in his/her blood."

Liam fed his Sire's venom to that injured man and compelled him too, then came out quickly to explain dumbstruck Mathew.

'You smell nice, so addictive."

Liam toothy smile at Jason's commentary was admirable as he chickened out, slipping a key in Mathew's pocket,

'This is from Sire."

As Jason's hands were rubbing his back, Mathew considered it safe to take refuge in the room upstairs. He put him down and turned to lock the door, Jason hugged him from behind.

'Don't push me away."

Mathew chuckled, seizing his roaming hands in his hold.

'That's what you do all the time, Jay. I never wanted you away."

He spun around slowly as he spoke, but Jason borrowed courage from the devil and pinned him against the wall.

'You, you are the problem here. Gosh, why are you so sexy?"

Jason tiptoed and placed a butterfly kiss on his sternum, Mathew's heart raced as his touch was livening the desire in his heart.

'You are drunk. Go to sleep."

Mathew broke his hold easily and tried to pick him up, but Jason knelt on the ground and snaked his arms around his waist.

'No! You must repay me."

Mathew scrunched up his face in fervor when Jason's breath brushed past his groin, his wolf purred in delight. His boner was like a little attention seeker, bulging out to tear apart the bounds of his skintight jeans.

'I don't owe you anything."

Bolt (Mathew's wolf) growled in annoyance when Mathew dragged him all the way and threw him to the bed.

'I am going for dinner, take rest."

'Your dinner's here!"

Jason held his hand firmly and pulled him down to sit beside him.

'You owe me a good fuck, Mathew. That night, you left me all hot and messed up. It's not fair, compensate me well."

Mathew's brows arched in surprise as Jason continued his alcohol talk.

'I jerked myself thrice that morning and still, I am hard. It's all because of you. Everything was fine before your rebirth jiggalo, my hand and I were in a perfect relationship. See what you have done to me?"

Jason slipped out of his jeans and showed him his erection.

'See!"

Mathew hardly controlled his laugh and Jason's simplicity; he was fluttering his lashes innocently. Cherry on top, his lethal weapon was working exceptionally well on him.

He sighed and trailed his long, meaty fingers over his length, teasing him gently.

'Not this!"

Jason hissed at Mathew and pounced at him.

'Kiss me, make me feel special. My body has been yearning for your touch for decades, Mathew."

He nibbled his ears and cried; his tears streamed down his cheeks. Mathew settled him on his thigh and circled his arm around his neck.

'Do whatever you want, Jay. I am at your disposal."

Mathew finally surrendered before his mate, his reasoning of consent and drunk deed left behind.

Jason grabbed his collar and laid down flat on the soft mattress, his husky whisper resonated in Mathew's mind.

'To hell with your disposal!"

He spanked his ass and pulled him in a passionate kiss.

'Show me what you got, Mathew!"

…

As Eric's prison break was over, Charlotte returned to their room. Their master bed was her favorite spot, she could work here tirelessly for a whole day. Despite all the hustle in the Pack house, she was working calmly, as if it had nothing to do with her.

'Little one."

Eric barged into the room hurriedly, thinking that she had left without telling him again.

'What are you doing here? Mom is looking for you."

Feigning ignorance towards the meaning behind his query, Charlotte responded to him while typing on her laptop.

'You can see I am at work. Why is Luna calling me?"

Eric always felt weird when Charlotte addressed his mother as Luna, but he suppressed his thoughts as other pressing matters were demanding his attention.

'Luna's ceremony is this weekend. I have informed you through the invitation card."

Charlotte took a deep breath and nodded.

'Thanks for your invite, but I am not attending this event. I am busy."

'What do you mean by busy?"

Eric closed her laptop; his head blew out at her absurd reply.

'The mini circus you arranged before the whole Pack members was enough to inform them that you are stuck with me. Then why are you wasting money to repeat the obvious?"

Charlotte stated her concerns and tried to resume her work, but Eric snatched her laptop.

'This is my Pack's traditions. Besides, an official ceremony is necessary for your full authority as Luna. Council can only issue an appointment letter after this gathering."

'Whatever!"

Charlotte shrugged her shoulders and clutched a pillow to her chest.

'Let's get this thing straight, don't expect me to mark you before your Pack."

The corners of Eric's lips hung down as the sole purpose of public reception was to convince her to mark him.

'Everything has resolved between us, why are you so persistent over this?"

Well, this was Charlotte's burning temper's turn to act out.

'Oh really? Don't you think I need some sort of explanation for your adventure with your precious mate?"

'I think I have cleared myself publicly, what else do you want?"

'So, I am just a Pack member."

Charlotte shook her head, regretting her idea of discussing something with this hot-headed Alpha.

'You are wasting my time here. I am not attending this damn ceremony, and it's final."

Eric got up; his flaring nostrils were spitting fire like a dragon.

'I am fed up with your attitude, little one. You are overreacting over baseless allegations, ruining our relationship for the sake of your ego. You are angry, I get it. But everything has limits, this should end now. You have decided to stay with me, then snap out of it and behave like a mate."

Charlotte chuckled at his growling; she raised her brow.

'And how exactly it would be, Alpha?"

Trying to sound as cute as she could, Charlotte attempted to gaslight him. Understanding her concealed mockery, Eric couldn't keep it to himself and growled in his Alpha tone.

'Stop meeting that bastard behind my back. As my Luna, you have no relationship with him except enmity. Complete our bond and tend to your duties as a Luna, my mom is too old for this workload."

She raised her head and looked at him while listening to his demands, something broke inside her chest.

'Me, my Luna, my mom, my Pack! Have you ever thought about anything apart from yourself? What a self-centered person you are!"

Charlotte crossed her arms, her lips curled up in a distant smile.

'Let's suppose I agree with all your terms and bear you some faulty kids too, then what? What's the whole point of living with a man who cannot even see me right before his eyes? Who treats me like his subject, sitting high on his self-made throne?"

She blinked her eyes repeatedly to push back her tears.

'And I am overreacting? Yes, I am! Because I was a fool to believe that you also loved me the way I adored you. What if I refer you as a fuck before my friends, will you feel insulted? And what about waiting like an idiot for nine years in the hope that someday, you'll come to my door, looking for me. It was hard, but I finally realized that I was living in a dream. And thankfully, I am over it now."